Free [Project Nemesis] Jungle Fever by Celeste Anwar

pleased that they wanted to take care of her, but then they needed
her to be alive and well, didn´t they if they were going to use her as a
ransom?  It wasn´t for her, it was for the hostage.  They´d have done it for
anyone.
                “Rafe, you go out
and find something to eat.  Find our little Vegan some fruit if you can.  I
thought I saw some trees by the river.  Remy make sure we weren´t followed.  Check
the perimeter, I don´t feel like fighting again tonight.”
                “Yes, boss,” Remy
saluted him sarcastically, “Come on Rafe, shift your ass.”
                No matter how
dour Armando was, she couldn´t help but feel attracted to him.  The wounds he
suffered inside called out to her—a kindred spirit who she empathized with.  He
was so intense, but graceful at the same time.  Each movement was light, every
action well-planned, he was always on alert.  Even making the fire, she knew
that his attention was split between her, his task, and the exterior of the cave;
he was ready for any attack.
                That attention to
detail made her feel protected, but she also recognized that this was a perfect
time to escape them while they were separated.  She had to get away from them,
before she became too involved.  The feelings they inspired in her were new and
scary, and she didn´t relish falling in love with three men, only for them to
dump her later on when they could escape the island.  She knew it wouldn´t take
much for her to make that drop into love.
                As tough as she
pretended to be, her heart was tender and vulnerable.
                Yvonne recognized
the danger, and knew that she had to act before she lost her heart to the three
men that had captured her.  She would have been terrified had she been feeling
this way about just one of them, but to feel it about all three, what was that
about?  Whatever it was, she knew that she had to nip it in the bud
immediately.
                Her only option
was to seduce him and then maybe hit him on the head with one of the rocks that
littered the cave floor when he was reaching his climax.  She quashed the guilt
that she already felt, but knew that she would seduce him.  If she
succeeded in her attempt to incapacitate him, then this could be the very last
time that she saw him.
                Despite herself,
she couldn´t help but feel upset about that possibility.  Something deep inside
her recognized that Remy, Rafael, and Armando were special.  But she had to get
away from them.  She knew that as soon as she returned back to her men, she would
lie and say that she was ill, she couldn´t take part in the project again.
                No way, no how.  She
would just have to bargain with the IRS and say that she had no means to pay
the debt.  She didn´t relish the thought, but she refused to be a party to the scientists
here on the island fucking with nature.
                First things
first, she had to escape.  She´d never been particularly good at seduction, in
fact she´d never successfully seduced anyone.  She supposed that she had to
hope that the pheromone did more than half the work!  She was so used to being
the strong one, and never showing anyone any weakness that she was unsure of
what to do, she knew that she had to revert to the female side of her, which
was a lot harder than she thought.
                Clearing her
throat, she asked huskily, “Armando?” She walked over to him, placed a hand on
his shoulder and squeezed gently, then felt herself sigh in relief as his
shoulder tensed abruptly, then relaxed just as suddenly.
                “What?” he said,
his eyes on his task.  She stroked his shoulder, felt the muscles bunch
slightly, so she continued to touch his back and rub his tense muscles.  “Be
careful, chica, you´re playing with fire,” he warned.  The fresh